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whats yalls opinions on brokat
these are gon be part of bigger raphmikey dump but hey heres something
potat and his danger husbando
Connie: Would you shoot your significant other for 10 million dollars?
Y/n: [to spinel] Okay you shoot my leg and when it gets better, we buy a big ass house and range rovers.
Spinel: you can shoot me too, we'll have 20 million
Y/n: Good thinking, fuck the system.
hello my name is redshoes - and I’m going to be really intense about this ‘Fucking Save AO3 from Idiots’ thing for the next little while.
I will be reblogging a lot of posts about the attempts to defund/tarnish/etc. AO3/the OTW that have fucking amazing important content FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE. (tag http://redshoesnblueskies.tumblr.com/search/censorship if you want to find a pile of them)
…frankly if y’all aren’t doing the same, I’m boggled as to WHY NOT - but hey, maybe not everyone gives a shit that fandom would lose our homebase and be instantly opened up to actually quite really large quantities of legal action against us from all sides if AO3 goes down. [the red-pique-translator reads, ‘All of fandom has a horse in this race; why would anyone be silent on this issue?’]
Reblog this shit people - we can’t do very much other than vote when it comes to current politics BUT WE CAN SURE AS FUCK DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS.
STEP UP. Name the truth about why the attacks on AO3/OTW’s ‘finances’ are happening - it’s fundamentally the same attack made against every fandom space ever: “I find your story-content preference to be amoral and I will take the whole archive down to Defend Purity.”
Name the real reason. Keep naming it.
If we don’t defend AO3 with every means we have, we don’t deserve to have it.
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fandom history links - read them. this is why we need AO3. this is why we made AO3.
what fanfic, fanworks and fandom were like before AO3, before we had that home, before we had the safety of owning our own spaces (’We have to own the servers’!), and before we had the freakin’ legal help that AO3 gives (can you defend yourself against a ‘fanfic isn’t fair-use’ lawsuit from a motion picture company? cause I know I sure can’t….).
What the OTW is actually like & what it does
How AO3 came to be - wow, great stuff in this one
Why AO3 does not censor
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(an addition to this post 10.23.18, 10.25.18)
I’m ending up with a collection of posts that are *cough* rather a lot, so I’m reblogging several every day. Some are dense fact-based posts on how AO3 is run, how it works, where it came from. Others are ‘why censorship is fucked up’ posts. Others are ‘why we write what we write’ posts. Others are fandom history (LJ, DW, AO3, strikethrough etc.) posts. A couple are informative but also lighthearted (gasp).
If folks want the whole list I’m drawing on thus far it’s here:
Foz’s great ‘Straight dudes of the world’ twitter thread
‘fanfic & capitalism’ - great explanation of how fanfic teaches youth about sexuality
Foz - On depression and hurt/comfort
Big Fair-Use post - legal stuff, well explained
the masterlist for Foz’s why censorship can’t work posts
the one that has a great breakdown of stats on how HUGE AO3 actually is
an explanation of how authoritarianism is the problem in this purity gatekeeping
AO3 is in the top 300 biggest websites in the WORLD serving out more that the library of congress & then 'how a huge site like this works’
the AO3 origin story - wow
MASSIVE history post from strikethrough until now, ending with a Neil Gaiman quote in favor of ‘icky text’
the same MASSIVE history post with a different final addition worth reading
How AO3 is run and how to participate
AO3 fund drive post that that then dives into why they don’t censor
‘Archive of our Own’ - ‘A Room of Our Own’
AO3’s transparent financial reporting & a good rant
someone found their old Strikethrough graphic plus a sweet story of a young fan watching it unfold
A timeline of the LJ strikethrough & boldthrough mass blog deletions, the founding of DW, OTW/AO3 and tumblr (with subsequent tumblr blog deletions in a very similar vein). (note: DW is not an OTW project - more below)
AO3 is a non-profit and exists for all of us to benefit from - readers, writers, fandom. It’s not exploiting anyone for fuck’s sake.
Child, ADULTS BUILT FANDOM. cons fanzines webrings VCR tape swaps podcasts fic repositories - WE BUILT THIS THING.
wait until they find out about….libraries.
‘ship’ means something you want to see happen - NO. ACTUALLY NO.
This blogger remembers when we didn’t have AO3…
Hello, my name is redshoes post - with specific AO3 history links (drawn from the above) now including this list.
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DW wikipedia page says: Dreamwidth is an online journal service […] set up by ex-LiveJournal staff Denise Paolucci and Mark Smith, born out of a desire for a new community based on open access, transparency, freedom and respect. Dreamwidth was announced on 11 June 2008 and went into open beta on 30 April 2009.)
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Going too far
Hurt/comfort
Pairing: Morby (Mordecai/Rigby)
Summary: Muscle man always goes too far with his pranks but does this go too far for anybody's likings.
Mentions: Claustrophobia
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Rigby felt the walls barricading around him, nowhere to go. It felt like no matter what he does there is no escape. His cheeks were flushed from crying and it felt like his throat was closing. Muscle man thought it would be a funny prank to lock Rigby in the closet. It was no secret that Rigby was claustrophobic, sadly, that made it easier for people to scare him. Normally, Muscle man's pranks went too far but this takes the cake. This brought back horrible memories for Rigby. The brunette's frantic cries fell on deaf ears as he heard Muscle man's laughter. This whole situation brought him back to his appalling childhood home. Muscle man continued to laugh and he gave Five a pat on the back for a job well done. But Rigby's cries gave High Five ghost shivers. Every whine, bang, and sniffle brought new waves of remorse. All this just for his best friend's prank but this felt wrong. "Muscle Man, Mordecai might come back anytime soon. Do you think we should stop?" The greasy man rolled his eyes and laughed at his comment.
"Oh, please. Rigby, took the last pie yesterday! He knew that the pie was mine and I was saving it. This. Means. Revenge." Five sighed and left it at that.
The two men waited for a chance to get Rigby alone. They knew how protective Mordecai got and didn't want him to interfere. So when they heard the tall man was leaving to quickly visit his parents, they jump onto that opportunity. The banging from the closet stopped and the men felt their levels of concern rise. Muscle man felt the need to lean towards the door to hear if Rigby was okay, worried that something could be wrong with their co-worker. "What are you guys doing?" The two friends jumped when they heard the voice of the person they were talking about earlier.
As the prankster tried to explain what they were doing in the most innocent way they could muster up. Their hearts came to a start when the banging started to pick up again. Mordecai felt the horror set in when he realized what was going on."What the hell!? Is that Rigby!? You know he's claustrophobic!! Dude, move!" Mordecai quickly shoves Muscle man away and threw open the door.
"Oh, calm down. He is fine! We were just having a little fun." Five nervously nodded in agreement.
That didn't stop Mordecai's anger outburst. And the sight that laid before him was heart-wrenching. Rigby was on his knees, cheeks flushed stained with tears, and his knuckles were red from hitting the door. Mordecai got in front of his boyfriend and did the one thing he knew how to do. "It's okay, Rigby. Breath in... And Breath out. I'm here, you don't have to worry. Yeah, just like that. Breath in... And breath out." The shorter male followed Mordecai's direction.
Muscle man felt guilt eat at him at the fact that he made Rigby looked so...so Helpless. Five lead his friend out of the room to let the two have their alone time. When Mordecai noticed they were gone, he gave Rigby a kiss on the head. The taller man knew Rigby since, well... Since forever and over the years he picked up a few things to help when Rigby got like this. Rigby let out a soft sigh and whispered, "Thank you." Mordecai smiled and picked Rigby up bridal style.
The smile that bloom on Rigby's expression was enough to ignite Mordecai's whole being. He knew his time has come because he knew what Rigby loved and he now gets to show his favorite person how much he loved him. "Do you want to play video games?" Rigby's soft smiled quickly got replace to a shit-eating grin as he jumps out of Mordecai's arms.
"Hell yeah, I call player one!!" Mordecai felt heat spread to his cheeks at Rigby's excitement and started to race after him.
"No way, dude!"
They’re the player 1 to their uh, player 1. :’)
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To those shippers suffering but tolerating anti's.
Look, if you like it, you like it. If you hate it, you hate it. But if anti's spent as much time and energy on things they DID like instead, we'd all have fandoms with happier atmospheres instead of suffocating ones.
3 paragraphs of negativity could be 3 paragraphs of much needed support and encouragement for the content creators of the stuff they love. Ships, headcanons, and au's are supposed to be FUN, not combative!
There's nothing wrong with not liking a ship or headcanon, we all have our tastes, but if they're just gonna piss in other people's punch, then they're just a nuisance. One that insists on drinking the punch they say they hate, and no one is ever happy sharing it with them.
So ship what you want! Follow those headcanons! Flesh out those au's! And remember, there's always more supporters than detractors in the audience that shows up!
And to you lame anti's who actively look for things you don't like I ask: Why are you even here? Just stop drinking the dang punch ya weirdos!
(*art created by & used with the permission of @laztotro💖)
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hello! thank you to everyone who gave me feedback on my first fic. it really really means a lot.
this one is quite a bit longer, and is also NSFW, so beware of that if it that’s not your thang. i hope you enjoy, and as always, feedback is appreciated :) (also, excuse any minor grammatical errors. i’m pretty sure i caught most of them but they tend to slip through the cracks haha)
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Siblings with Benefits: Chapter One
Written with @fauxpines and read over by @sprucepinecest.
Dipper has always hated Monday mornings.
Having to get out of his comfortable bed just to spend eight hours at school with people he barely tolerates and too many AP classes to handle. He’d much rather be at home trying to beat the next level of Portal or sleeping for a few more hours or being anywhere besides here.
He let’s a sigh slip past his mouth as soon as the door to his locker opens and he tosses the majority of his book bag in except his chemistry textbook and a binder for the notes. He’s ready to go until he feels a tap on his shoulder.
“I was wondering when you’d show up, Mab-” he turns around to see a confused look plastered across a guy’s face. Definitely not Mabel.
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